The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1887-12-02

her own with most of the society bellies
in face, figure and manners; and as for
brains, why, she's away ahead there.
1 know I'd rather be up in the dress
ing-rOom talking to her tonight than
down in the ballroom waltzing wi tn
the prettiest bud of the season"
Punctually at ten o'clock that even
ing Sara entered the dressing-room at
Mrs. Rossiter's. As she assembled the
stairs she had giimpses of the drawing
room and picture-gallery. which to-
night was devoted to the dancers.
Both were brilliant with lights and
fragrant with flowers. but as yet were
untenanted. A brief interview was ac-
corded her, as representative of the
Record, by the hostess and her daugh-
ter, who were DESTROYS of seeing their
own elaborate Partisan costumes fully
described; and then she was permitted
to ensconce herself in a snug corner at
the side of the large mirror, where she
could pass in review each toilet, while
the fair wearer thereof took last fond
glance at her own charms before sub
hitting them to general criticism.
Sara had made no attempt at even
ing dress; but she could not help being
a very pleasant object as she sat there
in her well-made. dark-blue camel's-
hair and velvet Sunday gown, lighted
up by a bunch of carnations; her dark,
glossy hair piled up in a soft, wavy
mass, and her flushed cheeks giving
new brilliancy to the clear, wide-awake
eyes, which looked as though no de-
tails could escape their notice.
Presently the room began to fill up,
and the great mirror reflected one ra-
diant vision after another; and Sara's
hands and eyes were so busy taking
notes that she lost all self-conscious-
ness, and was oblivious of the curious
chances now and then cast in her direc-
ton. One group gave place to another,
and there was no time to study faces;
the general effect and material of
costume was all she could grasp-the
wearer was but an animated lay-fgure
to the busy reporter in the corner.
But after awhile there was a lull in
the arrivals, and the latest corners, a
group of pretty, stylish girls, who
seemed to be all on intimate terms,
fingered and chatted together, and
seemed to be in no haste to descend.
Sara had given to each her line of de-
scription, and was leaning back with
folded arms for moments rest, when
she was startled by the vision of a
satin slipper raised to the level of her
knee, while a quick, imperious voice
exclaimed:
There, just button that strap, will
youP'
Pushing back her chair, Sara arose
and looked the young lady full in the
eyes for a moment; then, turning to
tho maid, she said: marie, your SER
vices are required here" and herself
crossed the room to a seat by the win
dow.
There was a brief silence. and then
the same imperious voice reached her
ears:
''Wen, did any one ever see such
airsP Who is she, and what's she here
for9'' The French maid probably
made answer here, for the next voice
went on: "Oh, newspaper reporter, is
itP If that's all, she needn't have felt
aggrieved at being taken for a maid,
Pm sure" and a scornful laugh
rounded the sentence. A few filters
/ followed from other members of the
group, and Sara's eyes flashed with in
dignation, while her cheeks outlined
her carnations.
Then clear young voice spoke up:
/ ''For shame, girlsi she looks like a
| lady, and you can't suppose she likes
T,.sv lyn In.
any harder by snubbing her"
Sara looked gratefully at the speaker,
and saw that she was the youngest and
prettiest of the group-a lovely blonde,
whose charming attire had already won
her admiration, though the sweet face
above it had not been noticed before.
| Evidently, too, she was of social inn
| portance, for her companions seemed
to be impressed by her words, and the
greatest offender had the grace to look
ashamed of herself, while the others
broke into chorus: You're right,
! Jessier' and under cover of these ex-
carnations they 1oated of, and Sara
was at liberty to go back to her corner
and wait for the next arrivals. They
weren't long in coming, and again it
happened to be a group of acquaint-
ances, full of chatter and laughter.
| Their words passed UNDECIDED until
the sound of certain well-known
name drew Sara's attention.
Yes" said one lady. II saw them
as 1 came upstairs-Jessie and Mr..
Warren" "Oh! heard he was to be
here with his 6agcee." And a third
L. -
sec she's the loveliest girl in the room
IA perfect blonde with the sweetest
expression. and so amiable, hear"
There was more gossip, and other
names were mentioned, but the girl in
the corner gave no heed to it. So her
employer was a guest in this house,
and the charming girl who had just
| tried to befriend herself was his fGq1cee
Well, she was lovely and amiable, no
/ doubt; and if she seemed rather young
for the grave and dignified chief why,
men liked those bright young girls.
who hadn't a care in life except to
make the most of their prettiness. And
anyway, it was no concern of hers.
The hour was growing late now.
! there were no fresh arrivals, and Miss
/ Ogden was Just about seeking her
wraps, to so home, when the same
pretty girl, with two or three others,
entered the room to brighten up their
plumage before taking flight TO some
other reception; and, rather than draw
I attention to herself. Sara drew back
into her corner and watched with some
amusement the huttering and prinking
in front of the long mirror, until sud-
denly remembered bit of gossip drew
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